DISBELIEF lyrics

[Intro: Doodie Lo]
Ayy, this sh*t, man
You know this sh*t a gift and a curse
At the same time, you know you gotta be built for this sh*t
That's why I'm big, big Doodie Lo, you know? (Big Doodie Lo, baby)
I came from the jungle, I came from the jungle, like, it's the trenches
The real trench, you know?
OTF (b*tch)

[Chorus: Doodie Lo]
You was in love with the money (In love with the money), I was in love with the block (I was in love with the block)
You was in love with these b*tches (In love with these b*tches), I was in love with the top (I was in love with the top)
I don't even trust that b*tch (I don't trust that b*tch), she hang with my opps (She hang with my opps)
And I don't trust these n*ggas (I don't trust these n*ggas), I only trust my Glock (I only trust my Glock)
Don't be playin' with a gangster, I'm thirsty for a kill (I'm thirsty for a kill)
If I call you my brother, you ain't never gotta steal (You ain't never gotta steal)
I don't even like to cry (Cry), that mean somebody gotta die (Somebody gotta die)
Why you do me like that? I see it all in your eyes (I see it all in your eyes)

[Verse: Doodie Lo]
Why you talk to hoes? Pillow talkin', you tellin' her about bodies (About bodies)
How you 'posed to be my partner and you tryna count my pockets (Huh?)
I don't count fame (I don't count fame), what I did for you, that's from the heart (From the heart)
I just wanna see my homie up, he was with me from the start (With me from the start)
b*tch, my brothers wanna f*ck you (Wanna f*ck you), ain't no guns, we gon' knuckle up (We gon' knuckle up)
You could've been on the track with me and you done f*cked it up (And you done f*cked it up)
That's why my heart cold now (My heart cold now), need Wockhardt just to dose out (Wockhardt)
Mention my name in the city, I swear I bring them hoes out
And you see what I just did (What I just did) and I know what you would do (What you would do)
I ain't gon' lie, you took a pole for me, so l won't hit the news (Finish)
I'm probably in my feelings right now (Yeah, right now) 'cause I wasn't expecting you (Wasn't expecting you, yeah)
I went against my pops, n*gga, just to stand next to you (Gang)
[Chorus: Doodie Lo & Icewear Vezzo]
You was in love with the money, I was in love with the block (I was in love with the block)
You was in love with these b*tches (In love with these b*tches), I was in love with the top (Was in love with the top)
I don't even trust that b*tch (I don't trust that b*tch), she hang with my opps (She hang with my opps)
And I don't trust these n*ggas (I don't trust these n*ggas), I only trust my Glock (Boom, boom, boom)
Don't be playin' with a gangster, I'm thirsty for a kill (I'm thirsty for a kill, phew, phew, phew, phew)
If I call you my brother, you ain't never gotta steal (You ain't never gotta steal, phew, phew, phew, phew)
I don't even like to cry (Cry), that mean somebody gotta die (Somebody gotta die, yeah, yeah)
Why you do me like that? (Huh?) I see it all in your eyes (I see it all in your eyes, Jumpgang)

[Verse: Icewear Vezzo]
AR, this b*tch loaded, used to trust, but now it's f*ck them n*ggas
He folded (He folded), I been knew it, so I pop Percs to keep me focused, n*gga (Yeah)
Turned to my lil' soulja (Phew), b*tch, it's motion
I hate rats and I hate trolls (I hate trolls)
You know lil' bro gon' snatch your soul, I think he souless (I think)
When G died, I cried for weeks (Yeah), like for the pape', I'll slide for free (For real)
Crack a pint, get high off a C (Yeah), sh*t, bussed my neck, my time and teeth (Skezz)
I know Quay gon' stand for real, don't need no n*gga to ride for me (Uh-uh)
Fifty racks on bro appeal, if they go to trial, don't sign a plea (Nah)
Play my hand, I don't reveal 'em
Pop a Xan' to get your man before we kill him (Before we)
f*ck that work, he took the stand, these boys be squealin'
Ghost got ten in the feds, so l'ma take care of his lil' man
b*tch, I'm the realest
Don't ever tell n*ggas your plans unless they in 'em, b*tch, yeah (Phew)
[Chorus: Doodie Lo]
You was in love with the money, I was in love with the block
You was in love with these b*tches, I was in love with the top
I don't even trust that b*tch, she hang with my opps
And I don't trust these n*ggas, I only trust my Glock
Don't be playin' with a gangster, I'm thirsty for a kill
If I call you my brother, you ain't never gotta steal
I don't even like to cry, that mean somebody gotta die
Why you do me like that? I see it all in your eyes